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Posted - 08/15/2012 : 8:05 PM
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The Nai are two symmetric breast-like features at the east end of the Sky Pilot massif and across the valley from their prurient-looking neighbour to the north, Habrich. Somewhat overshadowed by the nearby giants of Ledge and Sky Pilot, they do not seem to entertain many visitors. The Nai have been intriguing me for a while. Wouldn't it be nice to inspect these rocky bosoms from up close? Is there a hidden face attached to them? What does the face of Nai look like?
Attempt no. 1
According to Bivouac.com, the easiest route up The Nai is via a mysterious "easy gully" from the basin to the south, which leads to the col between the two peaks. I figure the fastest access to that area should be from the east via Stawamus Main and the Sky Pilot Creek (SPC) spur. At least that's how we approached Ledge and Sky Pilot eight years ago with Alastair, Stas and Gordon, and it worked well. By now I have forgotten all details of that route except that it was a mild bushwhack. Another check on Bivouac tells me I need to prepare myself for the fording of Stawamus River in order to reach the SPC spur on the other side, as the old bridge has been gone for years. With the recent intense meltdowns and elevated water levels I anticipate that the crossing might be a problem. The Environment Canada website posts daily the primary water level data for Stawamus at Hwy 99, but that's not necessarily representative of the status further upstream. I postpone the trip to the following weekend a couple of times, then finally decide to give it a try on the very hot Sunday of August 5th.
I've uploaded to my GPS a few sparsely spaced waypoints for the SPC spur, which used to branch off at 6.1 km of Stawamus Main. I drive further up the road and look for it, but it looks like this junction has ceased to exist, so I go back and park at a large clearing near 6.0 km.
From there I sneak through the old growth southwards for about 300 m until I get to what looks like the old spur. I try to follow it towards the river, but the relatively bush-free section only lasts 10-20 m or so, then it's roughly like this:
I reach the river and sigh with relief - it looks fordable alright. I mark my spot with a cairn and a dry branch fixed upwards to find it on the way back, pack my boots, electronics and spare clothes into a waterproof bag, put on neoprene booties and set across. It's easy and fast, with the water up to my mid thighs in the deepest spot.
    
1. The west bank of the river and my crossing spot, just right of centre.
2. View down the river from the east side.
3. Looking back at my fording path.
4. The cairn (right) and dry branch (left) marking the exit on the east side.
5. The booties did their job.
Once on the west bank, I stash my waterproof bag with the neoprene booties and pants (not used) in the bush and get ready. I turn around and enter this magic world:
Ploughing through the thicket of prickly bushes my height, I try to connect with the spur. Is it to the left or right? Or am I on it yet?
After some bush struggle, I find the spur. At last some anisotropy and a line to follow. An occasional flag on the ground keeps me reassured, but it gets progressively thicker, so the going is very slow. Not only alder, but lots of blackberry and devil's club, too.
  
A short opening while crossing the first major creek at 0.7 km measured from the onset of SCP spur or 0.4 km from the river. It took me an hour to get here from the time of the crossing. A quick stop to admire the glimmering water, then back into business.
  
It's getting really hot. I stop to replenish my water bottle at a small stream about 1.2 km from the start of the spur. The next major creek to cross will be at 1.7 km, then I'll need to turn west at 3.3 km and find a route up Sky Pilot Creek.
 
About 2 h 15 min after the river crossing, I reach the creek at 1.7 km. I can hear it quite loud from a distance already. When I approach it and look at it through the trees, my jaw literally drops - it's practically one big raging waterfall flowing down a steep canyon that not only doesn't look crossable but would probably even be dangerous to descend into. There are a couple of fallen trees extending part way across from the other side, about 10 m above the creek bed, but there's no way to reach them, and falling off them would surely mean being swept down the canyon by the force of the water. This looks absolutely hopeless, and I feel that this may be it for this trip.
 
What are my options? Not enough time to turn around and do any meaningful hike during the remainder of the day, except perhaps for the likely overcrowded Chief. I decide to follow the creek up through bush towards the shoulder between The Nai and Habrich, then perhaps traverse around the east side to the south, or at least scout potential routes and get some closeup views of my nemesis. The initial ascent through open forest quickly leads to - you guessed it - more thick bush.
 
Now, I'm usually quite tenacious as far as bushwhacking goes, but when progress slows down to about 2 metres per minute of a wrestling match, followed each time by another minute of rest to catch breath, then this is clearly not the way to do it. A short stretch of an open gully provides a temporary relief, but then it ends steeply and abruptly with some menacingly looking boulders hanging at its top, so I must exit it. I guess at this point I'm just counting on a miracle such as stumbling upon an obscure trail or something of that sort. I set up my turnaround time and continue through the somewhat easier terrain to my high point at 1104 m elevation, an indistinct spot from which I can catch a vague shape of The Nai through the trees if I stretch my neck hard enough. I took me 2 h to get here from the SPC spur, some 350 m vertical below and about 800 m distance away, and I'm all scratched, exhausted and frustrated.
 
1. Nearing my turnaround point at 1104 m elevation, still 300 m below the Nai-Habrich saddle and 650 m below the Nai top.
2. Probably the best view I've had today - some bump on the east side of Stawamus River.
The return is slow and painful, and I'm not sure how much more my skin can take today. I'm wearing long johns, but that doesn't seem to make much difference, as the scratches and prickles still go through the fabric rather easily. There's a large hole in the legging over my left knee, so this area gets abused particularly bad - it isn't only the repetitive abrasion, I also discover later 20 or so thorns embedded there. Crossing the river back to the east side is cooling and refreshing, and I wade around for a few minutes to soothe my massacred epidermis. Once across, I come up with a brilliant idea of checking if the SPC spur could be followed, however indistinct it may be, all the way back to Stawamus Main. This results in me getting stuck in the bush yet again, with the short 200 m taking me over half an hour to negotiate - so that's my curiosity satisfied.
I was initially thinking of sparing everyone the pathology visuals, but what the heck, it's for the sake of warning others.
 My legs the day after
As you can gather from the above, this was just about a complete failure of a trip. For the vast majority of the 10 h it took me, it was possibly the worst bushwhack of my life. Even if a lower water level made the creek at 1.7 km crossable, the approach via the SPC spur would currently be too slow to be of any practical use for reaching the Sky Pilot area. (At a different time of year snow might help though.) I was contemplating the possibility of crossing Stawamus River sufficiently far upstream so as to reach the SPC spur past the problematic creek, but I wouldn't even want to think of the experience of going through all that riverside bush on the way.
   Route maps
Attempt no. 2
My next choice for the approach would be either the Britannia Creek road or the Furry Creek road. The former would be faster if it were vehicle-accessible; unfortunately Britannia road has been known to be gated and locked almost at its start, implying a boring ~12 km walk (or bike, which I'm not that keen on) with close to 1400 m elevation gain. The Furry Creek road is supposed to be drivable to ~10 km until Cyrtina Creek and has been used to approach Ledge Mtn. (simonc, oldmatt) or Sky Pilot (culater).
The latter would also give me the opportunity to become more familiar with the beautiful Mountain Lake area, which I don't know very well. So - Furry Creek it is.
I drive the road to a junction just past 8 km and while eyeing the logging equipment to my right I mistakenly follow the right spur into the midst of live activity that involves pulling a tree stump from the ground using a long cable by some sort of a crane emitting black smoke. I drive underneath the cable, then turn around and go the correct way, warned by a large sign of the presence of a "hidden sinkhole" ahead. No sinkholes as such, but I encounter a series of broad cross ditches filled with water on the way, none of them causing any driving issues. I park just before the last of them, about 200 m west of Cyrtina Creek, which is as far as it's worth going in anything less than a tank. Overall the Furry Creek road appeared mostly 2wd-friendly, at least until the 8+ km junction, and the few loose sections earlier shouldn't pose problems for most cars.
 Cyrtina Creek
There's a large Mazda pickup truck parked by Cyrtina Creek, and I soon meet its owners/passengers taking a break at the start of the Cyrtina Creek spur, which leads to the Wind Lake trail - three guys with overnight packs, heading to the Mountain Lake hut. They ask me for some directions and the shape of the trail, I can only tell them what I've read online - namely that the trail is supposed to be in good condition and well flagged. One of them says he took that trail a few years ago and it was "shitty", and they've also tried the Britannia Creek approach, which was even worse.
I go ahead up the road, and most of it is so overgrown that I do appreciate the flagging. Three or four major switchbacks and I arrive at the Wind Lake trailhead.
 Nearing the Wind Lake trailhead
The trail is well marked and gets me quickly to the alpine.
 On the way to Wind Lake
Wind Lake is still thawing.
  
I continue past it.
 
The first views of Sky Pilot and Sheer appear as I approach Mountain Lake.
  
And soon - also the first view of The Nai.
It's fantastically beautiful around here and the going is pretty fast, so I'm really glad I've chosen this approach. I pass by the hut and continue over to the NW side of Mt. Sheer and towards the Sheer-Sky Pilot col, from where I intend to drop down into the basin south of my destination. Careful navigation is crucial now, as any mistake could set me back timewise and thus jeopardize my mission.
   
1. Approaching the hut.
2. The Mountain Lake dam. I'm not an expert, but it looks a bit, say - weathered - to me...
3. Hmm, should I call these numbers or not?
4. I'm not sure what these things are, but similar objects in Lynn Valley are labelled as "historic artifacts".
I debate for a moment where to traverse around Mt. Sheer, and decide in the end to go high. Then I scramble straight up this slick little section (rather than taking an easier bypass) to get a bit of a warmup before tackling the unknown gully on The Nai.
 
Soon a fairly obvious ramp emerges offering a comfortable route towards the low point and then the col. It's nice to see a few cairns on the way, too.
 
Closeup of The Ledgeling. According to Bivouac, the easiest route is supposed to go up the shrubby ramp to the right and then up the east ridge, which is rated as a "short class 3 pitch" with "rope advisable". I guess I may I have a slightly different understanding of what class 3 constitutes then.
Closeup of The Nai, with one major gully filled halfway with scree, halfway with snow and leading who knows where, and another one to the right, narrower and almost snow-free but similarly iffy.
I reach the col with no problems, but it looks like I'm going to have to drop quite a bit into the basin. I look again at the leftmost gully above the prominent scree slope and decide there's no way I'm going up that way - there must be a better route through the trees further to the east.
I hear voices coming from the general Sky Pilot direction, and within a short time three people emerge descending the next bump along the ridge towards me. Two of them look kind of like tourists, whereas the first one carries a large pack with a rope and a couple of slings and cordelettes. He greets me very friendly, asking if I slept well in the hut, I say that I came from the Furry Creek road for a day hike, which raises some eyebrows and disbelief. I ask if they've done some climbing, he says no, they're just walking towards the hut to be picked up by a helicopter, maybe go to Red Mtn. on the way. I suggest that Mt. Sheer would be a closer destination, to which he points back at Sky Pilot saying "that's Sheer back there". I say well no, Sheer is right ahead of you, then he mumbles something like "well, it depends on which map you look at", pulls out a map, rotates it a few times in front of his face, then agrees with me: "I guess you're right...". I ask if he's been to the Nai, and his negative answer doesn't really surprise me. I'm not sure what to make of all of it, I guess he's some sort of a hired guide with his clients. I'm beginning to wonder if I could make some money in a similar way, too.
 
They continue along the ridge towards Sheer, while I start an easy descent down the rock slide into the valley of Sky Pilot Creek.
 
I reach the flattish area and enter the pleasant old growth forest on the SE slopes of The Nai, almost 500 m below the summit. Within a short time it steepens and thickens, forcing me to traverse to my left (westwards).
I keep looking for the "easy gully" but there's nothing obvious along my way. I follow a faint corner up but it leads nowhere. Everything above me seems impossibly steep. I keep traversing and finally reach some sort of an old creek bed/gully that looks promising, so I follow it up. Very soon I encounter a chockstone larger than my height blocking the way. The photo below doesn't give proper justice to the steepness and geometric proportions, so let me just say that rather than tackling the chockstone I elect to scramble up the rib on the right, which feels like stiff class 3 with exposure.
Above that, the gully gets narrower, steeper and slicker, with another chockstone in front of me. This one is smaller but offers almost no holds, and I realise I may not be able to come down this way safely (although I do carry a 20 m rope). It's not looking any better higher up, so I turn around and descend, using some long and flexible branches to lower myself below the first chockstone, rather than downlimbing the class 3 rib. I'm getting exhausted and frustrated by the route finding problems, and time is running out. I'm beginning to smell failure yet again.
I continue a slightly ascending traverse westwards, keeping my eyes open on any possible "easy gullies" to my right, but it's very difficult to judge a route from such a proximity at the base. Is this the "easy gully" I'm supposed to go up? Or is it the one to the left? None of them looks easy to me.
Hopeless, hopeless, hopeless...
Attempt no. 2.5
I'm just about to admit defeat and head back down, when I reach the big scree slope and the view opens up. I remember that unpleasant looking gully I saw earlier from the distance, and decide to check it out now, as I have no other options left anyways. The bottom part of it actually looks easy enough, although its top is out of sight. I feel mighty tired, but since I'm already here, I decide I may as well give it a try.
As I go up the gully, more and more rocks and dirt come down from under my feet. I get to the snow patch and decide to follow its edge rather than stepping on it, since the snow is fairly hard packed and I don't have crampons with me. The space between the snow and the gully wall narrows, the footing gets worse, and it's getting steeper. Pretty soon I need to employ my ice-axe to assist my movement along the snow, while my left hand tries to grab whatever rock holds are available, most of them loose. With some more up-and-down and squeeze-through moat gymnastics I eventually reach the top of the snow patch, from where I can see that the gully above turns to climber's right and becomes even steeper.
 Part way up the gully, Mt. Sheer in the distance
I move over to the upper part of the gully, which is snow free. The ground and footing are absolutely horrible, the type of hard, slippery surface that is almost impossible to kick steps in, yet somehow very unstable at the same time. I try to dig the pick of my axe in the dirt, but it can't go deep enough to provide any half-decent self-belay. There's so much stuff showering down with every step I take that I'm really glad nobody is with me. In fact, it seems to me that it would be impossible to organise a safe ascent for a group of people under these conditions. I'm thinking that the only way I could possibly recommend climbing this route would be when the gully is completely filled with snow.
I'm approaching a 10-15 m section that is just ridiculously loose, steep and slippery, with rocks of various sizes sticking out of the hard surface, as if ready to bombard anyone below. The shooting gallery continues as I try to move up faster than I slip down, but it doesn't really work. I cross over to a loose, broken slab on my left, with tiny holds that can't be trusted and an unaesthetic mid-fifth class feel. After some desperate scrambling up this, I finally manage to get above this whole fricking crux section. A few more steps and I reach the col, completely exhausted and deflated.
I don't even know what the hell I'm doing here. Oh yeah, searching for the face, whatever. I'm sitting here between the two breasts of Nai, towering above me to my left and right, and I just don't care anymore.
It's obvious that I may have serious problems coming down the crux. It was hard enough going up, I can't imagine descending it in a controlled fashion. There's absolutely no hope of an anchor of any sort just above that section - no stable boulders or flakes, and the closest tree would be at the col, about 20-25 m too high to let me use my rope. In fact, even a 60 m rope might not be long enough for a double-strand rappel to a safe spot.
I dismount my pack and take a drink of juice, which brings back some energy. Well, since I appear to be physically cut off from the world outside of Nai anyway, I may as well consider checking out the peaks. I look up at them again, anticipating more route finding and scrambling challenges, especially on the east one.
 Looking up the East Nai from the col
I figure I could try the west peak first and from there I might perhaps be able to spot a good route up the other one. I start up a rock step and almost give up, but regain composure after a moment and continue through krummholz and up some scree. Amazingly, within five minutes I'm on the summit.
 
1. The Ledgeling and Ledge from the West Nai
2. The East Nai from the west peak
The only hope of getting to the east summit appears to be via the right skyline ridge in the photo above, although its lower part seems a little exposed. I return to the col, coil my short rope over my shoulder, and follow a few narrow ledges towards the ridge to climber's right. Soon I reach its crest, and the route ahead looks quite promising from here - a pleasant class 3 on (finally) good rock. No need for the rope.
Sure enough, I soon stand on the summit of the East Nai. Well, I really didn't anticipate this to happen...
  
1. The West Nai, Ledgeling and Ledge from the east peak
2. View to Habrich and the Tantalus range in the distance
3. View south to Sheer, Capilano, Lions...
On the way back to the col, I take a couple of shots just below the summit. I aim at a couple of butterflies frolicking on the rocks, but they keep evading my camera while it struggles to recover from repetitive lens errors.
  
1. Looking down at the col from just below the summit of the West Nai
2. Looking down the ridge I'm descending back to the col
3. Butterflies frolicking on the rock
Back at the col I rehydrate and plan my exit strategy. I decide to keep my ice-axe handy and use it as aggressively as possible, including even chopping steps in the dirt if necessary. I realise there's a good chance I may slip, in which case I'd probably slide all the way to the snow patch, some 30-50 m below the crux. If that happens, the best I could do to minimise impact that might cost me a broken leg or something is to decelerate the fall by spreading over the slope and perhaps trying to self-arrest in the dirt with my ice-axe. For that to work, I need to protect myself from the sharp rocks, so I put on a long sleeve and a jacket. I also keep one hiking pole out for balance. A lot will depend on sheer luck with holds and footing, of course, and there's only so much I can do.
I start descending as carefully as I can. I reach the loose slabby section and decide to drop my pole, since it's getting too much in my way. The ice-axe is hanging off my wrist and belt as I try hard to make the best use of the skimpy holds and never put too much weight on any single point of support. It goes OK, but now I need to move back onto the crusty dirt, the worst part, this is nerve-wrecking... I'm no longer sure how, but I manage to get lower without slipping, although rocks keep thundering down the gully like crazy. When I reach the snow, I'm completely wet under my jacket, and I take it off with great relief. Still some caution is required when moving along the moat, but I know I've got it under control now.
The descent down the scree is unpleasant and I need to empty my boots of dirt and small rocks in the process. When crossing Sky Pilot Creek I stop and down a litre of water right on the spot. The rest of the walk back is quiet and slow, but boy do I appreciate walking on stable ground and following a marked trail at the end of the day. The final hour requires engaging my headlamp.
The trip lasted about 13 h, and I didn't even have time to eat anything but a small piece of chocolate on the way. My GPS clicked a total distance of 21.7 km and a cumulative elevation gain of almost 2200 m. Route maps and the elevation profile are below.
   
So have I found what I was searching for, have I seen the face of Nai? Well, no... To be honest, I'm not even sure that it's so important. I feel quite satisfied with touching both nipples.
But it's the journey that counts most.
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Edited by - RamblingBull on 08/19/2012 12:00 AM
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Posted - 08/15/2012 : 10:02 PM
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Well done. I don't think anybody climbs the Nai any more, not that they ever saw many ascents.
On the first ascents, 52 years ago, almost, Arnold Shives and I left records on top of both summits. Did you find any trace of cairns or our old records? |
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 Peak bagging, bushwhacking, zamboni driving, snowshoeing, self portrait artist, and speed demon who loves to hang out on Mt. Seymour
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Posted - 08/15/2012 : 10:09 PM
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Excellent job on getting this done. Furry Creek would have been my approach choice. You have some nice seldom seen views from the two peaks. Good description of your difficult approach and exit to the col.
With attempt #1 I couldn't help but think that you're aiming for these "breasts" yet you seem to be spending all your time in the bush . |
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Posted - 08/15/2012 : 10:44 PM
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| Gripping read! You are a great writer. I was going to just browse as I wanted to complete something tonight but I had to finish reading. From 2m per minute wack to uncontrollable loose semi cliff and sudden peaking, and then going down.... Man after reading this I think I can do anything but this. Thanks for the post. |
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Posted - 08/15/2012 : 11:04 PM
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Originally posted by tricouni
On the first ascents, 52 years ago, almost, Arnold Shives and I left records on top of both summits. Did you find any trace of cairns or our old records?
Sorry I didn't, but I wasn't really looking, too bad I hadn't known before.
Great to hear from a first ascender though, thanks! |
Edited by - RamblingBull on 08/15/2012 11:10 PM |
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Posted - 08/15/2012 : 11:06 PM
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Originally posted by simonc
With attempt #1 I couldn't help but think that you're aiming for these "breasts" yet you seem to be spending all your time in the bush.
The bush seems to be my weakness, I admit... |
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Posted - 08/15/2012 : 11:23 PM
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On the first ascent, we had rather different conditions than you did. But I did the peaks a year or so later, and there was lots and lots of scree in the gully. Here are a couple of photos from that long-ago winter trip...
 The Ledgeling (above the person) and the twin Nai. We climbed the Nai by the snow-filled gully between the two summits. December 28, 1960. We climbed the Ledgeling the same day, or next - can't remember - b traversing the bush-ledge system that starts at person's eye level, then around the corner and back and up a class 3-ish bit.
 Dec 29, 1960, in the gully that separates the two Nai. We came through the notch below, then across very steep snow, and up the upper part of the gully.
Snow covered all the tanglefoot that you encountered.
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Posted - 08/15/2012 : 11:29 PM
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Great photos, thanks!
Yeah, the snow is the best way to go, I think. |
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Surrey, BC
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Posted - 08/16/2012 : 2:56 PM
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That was a really great read - thanks  . And congrats on making it  ! Sure beats your first approach |
Edited by - Spunky on 08/16/2012 3:22 PM |
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Posted - 08/16/2012 : 6:01 PM
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Living up to your username, as usual. : )
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Originally posted by RamblingBull
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Originally posted by simonc
With attempt #1 I couldn't help but think that you're aiming for these "breasts" yet you seem to be spending all your time in the bush.
The bush seems to be my weakness, I admit...
I think all the female skin on display right now has clouded your thoughts, Simon and RB. Mine too.
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Posted - 08/16/2012 : 6:15 PM
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I think all the female skin on display right now has clouded your thoughts, Simon and RB. Mine too.
I thought this was PG-13 board? |
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Posted - 08/16/2012 : 7:41 PM
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| So in the Bosom of Nai, all your sins were forgiven, and you left in the grace of contentment, of peace and a satisfaction in your soul? |
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Posted - 08/16/2012 : 9:09 PM
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| I love the perseverance, really outstanding Marek! (well documented too) Perhaps I should avail myself of your services as a guide sometime? A little extra money on the side... |
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Posted - 08/17/2012 : 5:59 PM
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@J&K, zeljkok:
I did my best to self-moderate not to bother Darren, who's busy settling in the gold-rush country. |
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Posted - 08/17/2012 : 6:05 PM
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@tu:
Yeah, I guess. Or maybe I was fine during descent because at the col I had put on my lucky shirt from Foley and Habrich... |
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Posted - 08/17/2012 : 6:09 PM
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Perhaps I should avail myself of your services as a guide sometime? A little extra money on the side...
Thanks, but I get the feeling you don't really need a guide for yourself...
(is this the answer you expected? )
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Posted - 08/17/2012 : 6:15 PM
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@trailrunner, Spunky:
Thank you both, I'm proud of being part of a little drama provided outside of the mainstream media  |
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Posted - 08/17/2012 : 6:57 PM
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| I meant this is far more gripping than most of "mass media" stories. Like real! |
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Posted - 08/17/2012 : 9:59 PM
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| Great stuff..., nai, ....positively exciting stuff! |
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Trail running, bike hucking, fast packing, beer drinking collector of pine cones on a day pass
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Dances with Trees
Forest Gnome Cabin
Canada
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Posted - 08/18/2012 : 08:25 AM
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| Perseverance defined! The read was so good my short attention span demanded that I save the photos till later, well done! |
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Posted - 08/18/2012 : 9:43 PM
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Thanks, but I get the feeling you don't really need a guide for yourself...
You've already been guiding me for some time in the form of all your excellent trip reports. It's hard to top the level of detail and invaluable beta found in a RB TR! |
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In search of the face of Nai
